Today I had a four year old pee on me. That was exciting.
I wish I would have performed for a theater thing tonight, I really wish I would have done it. I signed up to perform, but didn't do it because I didn't feel prepared enough. The stress of things is starting to eat away at me and I just didn't have the devotion to really sit down and nit pick and work with my piece the way I would want to. I was going to sing, and it's the first time I would sing for anyone in the department and I just wanted to be satisfied with myself before I would sing for others (esp in the dept). However, in reality I was prepared enough to do it...but there was just that doubt. I really wish I would have. It's not like me to not just do something like this, it's not and it weirds me out that I freaked...maybe it's the stress and the personal things going on. Oh well, I'll do it next time.
I shouldn't have anymore children pee on me for a while, today was the last day for one of my jobs-schools out for the summer. I received some pretty sweet gifts though-it's great being a teacher! Love it. Bath and Body Works-homemade baked goods from a GREAT caterer...what a great day.
I really like wine bottles. Looking around my room, I have a lot of wine bottles...ok three. None of them are mine though, they're just cool looking ones I've picked up from friends and out of the garbage. They make for great vases.
I'm putting off a big paper. I have half of it done...it's just going over that hill to finish it. I don't want to. I've cleaned my room set out my clothes for tomorrow, worked out (again), read, had some devo/quiet time (MUCH needed-still need more), and now I'm blogging. I'm using this as more of a diary/journal type deal today...that's weird. I try not to do that...Oh well. I blame...nothing, I blame nothing. I'm just going to go with it.
I've decided that in times of stress I do unusual things. Last year I decided I was finally ready for a tattoo that I'd been wanting for years...So I did it. Tuesday I decided I finally wanted to pierce my nose. So after Gilmore Girls, my roommate and I went to pierce my nose-then I went to the library to study. I'm happy about it. I told my parents today...that was awkward. They just wanted to know how much it cost. Oh parents. Love them.
A few of my best friends are leaving for Africa soon. Their hearts are in Africa and for these children...I can't even express how much I love them and their passion for this. I wish I had the courage to go do something so fantastic. Sometimes I wish God would call me for great missions and adventures like that...but then I think...seriously? The life that is before you is so great and fantastic that there are no limits. He might call you for drastically different things than the person standing next to you, but that does not mean in any way shape or form that your mission is of less importance or less grand than theirs. If it is called by Him...then it is so...beautiful and glorious.
...I need to write my paper.
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